Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

palm brought

of the pain and she

she was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't

coldly,

order to take the pieces out, he had to cut them in her

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy, and his

bear to see her

"No --"

touched her hand, she

not to mention the

hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by

a while, the blood stained Tracy's

were full

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

spat out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

of threatening

much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her head.

him coldly,

at him

remembered what he was doing after

as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair

about you?

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed

tie you up

continued to

stopped struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much

dizzy as if she was

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

when

pain flashed through her eyes.

she was still unwilling to

say anything but

you feel painful, you

Then he made up

sharp knife

her eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart

fear rose from

own

into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand and

whether it was her

He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he

her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper,

tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm

did feel the knife cutting her

the pain,

finally

lips were cut

several times to

"Idiot --"

couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the